So I went disco skating the other night and, of course, I dressed in the best disco outfit my closet could supply. Well, I was skating my little heart out when I saw my twin whiz by. Some random guy had the audacity to match me. We looked like we were going to compete in the freakin Ice Capades as a couples figure skating team. We matched so well that people assumed we’d coordinated. I mean really, our stunning matching color scheme made my highschool prom date’s whole matching tie look like it was coordinated by a 2 year old. Instead of having cool costumes though we looked were wearing a color combo that should be called grandmothers vomit.
Anyhow, aside from the fact that he wasn’t creative enough to come up with his own outfit idea, he’s a pretty cool fella and we ended up becoming friends.